To Have a Dog Like Jolene
Mister is trying out his new self-appointed position of Joy Police. Someone has got to put a stop to...
Jolene Gets the Girl Flu
I didn’t know whether I should mention this. Is it too private to share? For questions of social etiquette, I...
Hungover, Jolene Meets The Weather of Her People
The leftovers are gone, the pie plates back in the cupboard, and Parental Peas, Parker and Penny, have headed back...
Family on Thanksgiving: Jolene’s Heart is Full
Remember that Thanksgiving painting by Norman Rockwell? With a jovial white-bread family leaning into frame with smiling, delighted faces? A...
Writing a Letter About Books and Ordinary Days.
Here on the high desert prairie, the grasses are a flat dry tan, and we won't see green again all...
Jolene’s Teen Angst and Roller Derby Bravado
Saints preserve us. This weekend, Jolene is having her friend, Tachi, sleep over. I'll believe the sleep part when I...
Tug of War: Jolene and I Ponder Our Options.
I have a too-cute collection of plush dog toys Jolene thinks are silly and beneath her. I understand; I didn't...
Jolene Has Lacey Bloomers
Jolene is changing faster than the fall colors. It isn't just that she's grown lacey bloomers on her backside. Sometimes...
A Love Letter to a Tree and a Hero
My farm has a cathedral. It started as a tiny chapel, one of five deciduous trees on my prairie farm....
Bitey-Face and the Secret Passageway
We turn into the driveway and the umpire flings his arms wide and yells, "Safe!" It's the feeling I get...
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